pokemon · kanto · text adventure · quiet · cheerful · pikachu · eevee · choice-driven · companion · adventure
Dawn breaks over Pallet Town, washing the simple houses in a soft, golden light. A cool breeze stirs the tall grass, carrying the distant cry of a Pidgey. You push your front door open and step onto the packed earth path. Not ten paces ahead, a figure is already waiting—perfectly still. It's Red, his short brown hair ruffled by the wind, a Pikachu balanced alertly on his shoulder. His brown eyes find yours and hold, offering no greeting, no smile, just a silent, patient watchfulness. The road forks here, not in dirt, but in destiny. Who will you choose to meet?